days. I didn’t take an inventory of what was stocked at the house. Is that salmon? Add some of that too,” Ty said to the butcher who never looked up, just gave him a nod.
“Who’d have thought this meat counter was inside this place,” Cole said, bending to the display of steak sauces on a shelf below.
“Have you got everything else?” Ty asked.
“Nah, I’ve been waiting in this line. Did you find her?” Cole asked, and for some weird reason, he didn’t like Cole asking about her. Cole was a good-looking guy and knew how to talk to women where he had always shied away, letting his celebrity be enough to draw them in.
“I’m laying first claim,” Ty manned up and said first, finally looking over at Cole who’d been staring at his profile. Crap, he could see the challenge in his buddy’s eyes.
“Interesting… So ask about her,” he suggested.
“That’s creepish.”
“If I ask, I get a shot,” Cole countered.
“Play by the rules,” Ty said, leaving him standing there. He grabbed a handheld basket and went in search of food. He dropped some bacon in the basket, a couple dozen eggs, a loaf of bread, and then went in search of the canned beans. That always seemed to be their whole diet while on these campouts, and honestly, his trainer and dietician might disagree, but he saw nothing wrong with a weekend full of beer, steak, and beans. Especially if he threw in some bacon now and again. He turned down one of the two aisles and scanned the selections as he heard a rattling at the back door. At six-three, he was able to look over the top of the shelf to see the woman enter.
She instantly captivated his attention. So much so he forgot everything as he stared openly at her, letting her walk past as his gaze followed. She smiled down at something, gave a laugh, and her face changed into something magical. His heart pounded in his chest, a fierce drumming in his ears, and his dick took complete notice, immediately plumping, forcing him to reach down to adjust himself before the awkward position began to hurt.
“Dad wants you to remember to take your medicine,” he heard her say to the woman behind the register as she took a spot behind the empty one to the right. Her voice caressed his skin leaving goose bumps in its wake.
“Already did, honey. He’s such a worrier.”
He continued to watch as she shoved a piece of hair off her face. The strand fell back and irritation crossed her lovely features as she absently used both hands, feeling around her head until she found a hairpin to stuff the piece behind. From this angle, he suspected when released from the tie that her hair hit about the middle of her back and was thick and full. The blonde looked real, not dyed.
“I can get you,” she said to the next person in line. Her voice was soft, deep, and incredibly alluring. Since he’d stood there staring, he watched every move she made as she smiled openly at the couple now in front of her.
“Did you get everything?” Connor asked from out of nowhere. Ty looked over at him then back at the woman behind the register.
“I need beans,” he said absently, proud of his coherent thought with his focus elsewhere.
“Get these. I’ll make us a pot of beans. What’re you staring at?”
The question drew Ty’s attention back to Connor who had positioned the biggest can Ty had ever seen under his arm while he carried a large bag of charcoal over his shoulder. He stayed silent as Connor looked over the shelf in the direction he’d just been staring. “Ahh… Yeah. Dude, just go talk to her. You’re you. Once she figures that out, you’re in.”
“She looks young,” he said quietly.
Connor nudged him in the arm as Cole came to stand beside them, his arms full of wrapped meat, and they were all three staring at her now.
“There’s the angel of Tennessee. You better get in there before I do. Snooze you lose. You know the ladies love me,” Cole teased in louder than the whisper he and